It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Grinchmas....

I'm going to admit it, Christmas was very forced this year. I didn't have my usual cheer when putting up the decorations (which I cannot wait to take down). I listened to Christmas music because, well, it was on. I didn't even cry when they sang "O Come All Ye Faithful" at Christmas mass. I don't know what put me in the funk (I have a sneaky suspicion it had to do with the plague that covered our house), but I'm glad to finally be out of it.

I was lucky enough to have the week of Christmas off from work, so we spent one of the days making our cookies. The kiddos love doing this every year, and just because I wasn't holly and jolly didn't mean I was going to spoil it for them. God love 'em, but they cake those cookies in icing. I have to fight to have a few plain ones left so I do not go into sugar shock.

Scott wasn't able to spend Christmas Eve with us because of work (a fancy new promotion warrants that!), so the kiddos and I made the most of it. We went to children's mass at our church and then came home and opened our Christmas jammies. I let them stay up a little late to watch Christmas movies and drink hot cocoa (well, Aaron drank hot cocoa). While it was not the ideal Christmas Eve since Scott wasn't there, it was still nice and low key, which is perfect for us.

I would like to point out in the photo that the kiddos picked out the most sugar covered cookies they could find. Santa told me it was pretty rough.

Christmas morning wasn't even that big of a deal over here, which was strange, since normally they are up at the crack of dawn. They were very happy with what Santa brought them though and I think Jillian was in a state of shock most of the morning. Ever since that flippin' American Girl catalog landed in our mailbox she has been talking about Isabelle. Santa surprised her and made her Christmas wish come true. It took her until the afternoon to finally come to grips with the fact that they doll was hers.

Aaron was in Lego heaven and scored five different sets. Yes, five. We are still putting them together and he couldn't be happier.

They also scored a ton of games which we have been playing nonstop. For the record, Jillian is a shark when it comes to Monopoly. I have never been beaten so bad at that game. It was almost embarrassing.

We really laid low on Christmas day. Scott had to work and his parents are feeling under the weather, so we just had an early lunch and played with all of our new toys. Honestly, I think with my Grinch-like mood this year, it was for the best.

I hope you had a wonderful holiday (much more joyous than mine!)! I'll be posting more of our adventures soon!

What in the world is going on over here?!

Today has definitely been a WTF?!/totally random kind of a day. Please bear with me in this post...(ps you have been warned, just sayin')

This morning I had my yearly sun-spot check at the dermatologist. Ever since moving to Florida it's become extremely important that someone with vampire-esque skin tone should have their skin checked every year. I like my derm, she has boy girl twins as well. She also promises every time I see her that it gets easier, I wonder if she's lying. So today I told her about this bump I have on the top of my head. It doesn't hurt, doesn't itch, just annoying and kind of well ugly. She looked at it, said it was probably a cyst caused by product buildup from shampoo, conditioner, etc. I'm thinking to myself, "ok, no big deal, we can talk about removal at some other point and time". Now what I thought and what happened are two completely different things. She said, quite matter of factly by the way, "Oh I'll just shave off the top of the bump and remove the cyst." Ok, do you know where the top of your head is? It's where your BRAIN is! So there I am with a needle in my head so they can numb the area and you know just shave a little off the top. AH! She did her thing and the bump is gone but oh my God. I'm traumatized, seriously.

So that happened, great way to start my morning. I definitely deserved a Starbucks run, agreed? And the real stuff, not some tea latte like I have been getting. I wanted the full on caffeine, possibly double shot, deluxe, biggest size ya got. It was delicious by the way and made everything seem so much better.

I get home and begin finalize my grocery list and Scott was cutting the rainforest that seemed to have grown in our yard. Apparently feeling extra motivated he decided to trim the small tree in our backyard. Now, I've mentioned before that we have a wasp problem. When we had the big tree trimmed the guy found a wasp nest the size of a softball (he also got stung three times, I didn't feel bad, does that make me a bad person?), so it is safe to assume that the other tree would be harboring terrorists as well, no? Now I have no idea what made me look out the window at this time, but, the look on Scott's face when he discovered the nest that had "at least 20 wasps, swear to God" was priceless (him jumping backwards and doing a slight arm flail was just icing on the cake). I wish I had video, I really do. I decided this was the time I needed to flee and hit the grocery store.

Upon my return from the store I noticed the air conditioner guy was here. We've been having an issue with our unit, it drips water in the main vent, so the guy was coming back to clean everything out and hopefully it would stop. Our warranty company decided that it was homeowner error because we don't have our unit serviced every year and we would be responsible for the cost ($430 in case you were wondering). Whatever, it had to get done, I mean I cannot imagine trying to survive a Florida summer sans AC. There is not a deodorant strong enough to mask that smell. So after 3 hours of repairing (sans AC, during the hottest part of the day, we are so smart) it's still leaking. Turns out it was the pan on the unit. It's all rusted out. The guy was really bummed that it wasn't what he thought and get this, didn't charge us. I swear to God! We asked what we owed him and he said nothing since he didn't fix the problem. Who does that? Needless to say that man has our business and possible a few dozen cookies for life.

Since the house was still warm we decided to take the kiddos to the library. I completely forgot that the library closes early on Fridays (apparently librarians like to party it up on the weekends or something), so I just ran in real quick and got the kiddos some new books. This didn't go over too well with the kiddos that were just promised we were going to the library, or as Aaron calls it, the house. So we decided to go to Downtown Disney for a little bit. We let the kids run around the playground by the Lego store. They had a blast:



The fun, unfortunately, was cut short because my little Southern gentleman decided to walk up to a little girls block tower and push it down. He did say sorry though, so that counts for something.

Can I tell you how ready I am for bed? This has been the most crazy, slightly insane, warm day ever. I hope you at least found it comical. Have a great weekend everyone!